"Oh, I forgot. Dahai, you are so smart."
In fact, Liao Dahai just didn't know how to face Liao Guoming.
He even had the idea of not wanting this father.
"Eat! Don't ask me. I won't tell you even if you ask me. Eat quickly, or my grandma's dog nose will follow the smell and come over."
At Liao Dahai's urging, Meihua drank the pig's trotter soup in the bowl and licked the bottom of the bowl reluctantly.
Liao Dahai felt inexplicably sad.
He remembered that his own mother often did the same.
Because Liao Guoming always favored his uncle's family, he and his mother suffered a lot of grievances.
A large part of his current troublesome image is due to them.
After finishing his meal, Liao Dahai cleaned up the dishes very consciously.
"Don't go back to sleep in your room. You reek of alcohol and you won't bother my brother. Go sleep in my room."
Seeing Meihua was about to go back to the house, Liao Dahai stopped her.
"Forget it, your father is still drunk. What if he falls when he gets up at night?"
"He's drunk and disabled, how much can a fall hurt? Listen to me and go to my room to sleep. If you're worried, I'll stay in your room to watch over him."
Meihua stopped pushing and washed herself before going to rest in Liao Dahai's room.
After washing the dishes, Liao Dahai did not go into the house to watch over Liao Guoming. Instead, he made a simple bed with long benches and fell asleep in the main room.
Liao Guoming sobered up in the middle of the night.
I subconsciously reached for the bedside, but didn't find the familiar cup.
"plum bossom."
No one answered him.
He wanted to find a match to light the lamp, but he was a complete stranger at home and had no idea where the matches were.
I could only suppress the pain in my throat and hold on until dawn.
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